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As we made our way through the bustling hallways, I heard a voice beside me.
"Yuki, you're in 2-A, right?" Osamu asked, falling into step beside me.
I nodded, surprised but pleased. "Yeah, we're in the same class."
He gave a small, easy smile. "Want me to walk with ya? Our class is at the end of this hallway."
"Sure, I'd like that," I replied, glancing back to give a quick wave to Hanako and Mika as they headed toward their own classrooms. They both waved back, grinning, clearly amused by Osamu's offer.
Osamu and I walked side-by-side down the hallway, and the morning energy in the school felt strangely calming. Being around him felt natural, and his quiet confidence was comforting.
"So, how are you settlin' in so far?" Osamu asked, hands tucked into his pockets as we navigated through the crowded hallway.
"Pretty good, actually," I said, glancing around at the unfamiliar faces around us. "The girls on the team have been really welcoming, and it helps having you and Atsumu around."
He nodded. "Glad to hear it. Volleyball's big here, so you'll probably make friends pretty fast—especially with how good ya are."
I laughed. "You haven't even seen me play yet."
"True, but anyone who gets scouted as captain and setter must be pretty good," he replied, his tone sincere. "Besides, Atsumu's already bragging about having a new volleyball neighbor."
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As Osamu and I entered the classroom, all eyes turned toward us, and I felt a wave of nerves. The teacher, Ms. Tanaka, looked up from her desk and gave me a welcoming smile.
"Ah, Kageyama Yuki, our new transfer student," she said warmly. "Welcome to 3-A! I'm sure you'll fit in just fine here. Why don't you introduce yourself to the class?"
I felt a bit self-conscious, but I took a deep breath, stepping forward with a smile. "Hi, everyone. I'm Kageyama Yuki. I just transferred here from Karasuno, and I'm really excited to get to know all of you."
A few students murmured greetings and waved, and I could see a few curious glances exchanged as they registered my name.
Ms. Tanaka nodded approvingly. "Thank you, Yuki. Let's see... we've got an open seat right there by Miya Osamu," she said, gesturing to the spot right next to him. "You can go ahead and sit there."
Osamu gave me a small, reassuring nod, and I quickly made my way to the empty seat beside him, grateful to have someone I knew nearby. As I settled in, I felt a few classmates glancing over at me with curiosity, but I tried to relax and focus on the teacher as she resumed the morning announcements.
As the class settled down and the teacher began her lesson, Osamu leaned over slightly, speaking in a low voice so only I could hear. "Guess you'll have to put up with me in class too."
I grinned, keeping my voice equally low. "Looks like it. Hope you don't mind."
"Not at all," he replied with a small smile, leaning back in his chair.
Throughout the class, a few students nearby exchanged whispers and occasional glances in my direction. It felt a little strange to be the new face in the room, but Osamu's easygoing presence next to me made it easier. As the lesson continued, I found myself starting to settle in, the initial tension fading as I grew more comfortable in my new surroundings.
Before I knew it, the bell rang, signaling the start of recess. The classroom filled with the sounds of chairs scraping, bags rustling, and excited chatter as everyone started heading out.
I glanced over at Osamu, who was already standing up. "Ready for lunch?" he asked, giving me a friendly grin.
"Definitely," I replied, standing and gathering my things.
Just as we stepped into the bustling hallway, a familiar voice called out. "Oi! Yuki!"
I turned to see Atsumu weaving through the crowd, his usual confident smirk firmly in place. "Took ya long enough," he teased, nudging Osamu. "C'mon, let's go grab a spot before it gets crowded."
The three of us made our way to the cafeteria, and I could already see members of the boys' volleyball team gathering around a table, waving us over. As we reached the table, I noticed a few of the girls from my own team nearby, and they gave me welcoming smiles.
"So, Yuki," Atsumu started as we sat down. "Tell us a bit about Karasuno. What's it like over there?"
"It's a bit different from Inarizaki," I replied, smiling. "It's smaller, everyone is super friendly. But the girls Volleyball Team wasn't doing very good."
"The members were somewhat sloppy," I admitted with a small laugh, "but everyone was really dedicated. We just didn't have the right guidance, I guess."
Osamu raised an eyebrow, nodding thoughtfully. "Sounds like it must've been tough, bein' the one trying to hold things together."
"It was," I said, thinking back to the countless hours I spent trying to rally everyone and make the best out of what we had. "But I don't regret it. I learned a lot about what it means to be a team."
Atsumu grinned, leaning in with a curious look. "And now you're at Inarizaki, captaining our girls' team. Pretty big change, huh?"
I nodded, feeling a sense of pride. "Definitely. I'm excited, though. I feel like there's a lot of potential here—and you all don't look too sloppy," I teased, glancing around the table at the boys' team.
The guys laughed, clearly enjoying my jab.
"Oh, just wait 'til you see us on the court," Atsumu shot back, crossing his arms. "We're not Karasuno, but we know how to keep things together."
I smirked. "I'll hold you to that."
Osamu chuckled, shaking his head. "Careful, Yuki. He'll make it his mission to impress you now."
"Oh, is that so?" I said, meeting Atsumu's gaze with a playful challenge.
